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Basics
Name: The Star-Bellied Sneetch
Nick Name: Queen of the Goths
How tall are you?: 5'3
Eyes: two of them, thank you! grey-blue
Background: plaid
What does your name mean?: I am the hill where they crowned the elf king. I am Kali's cuter, nicer, younger sister. Scarlett lives in me.
Religion: errrrr.

Likes/Dislikes...
Food: like-spicy things, rare as hell steak, mushrooms, cheese, bread, dark chocolate. dislikes-lima beans, guacomole, corn, scrapple, white chocolate
Stores: Armed and Dangerous in Philadelphia
Restaurants: Mexican Food Factory! Heh.
Smells: lavender, kitten smell, baby powder, the
rain coming, certain shampoos, apples
Colors: grey, blue, and purple. I HATE orange and yellow.
Clothes: I'm a clothes whore.
Shoes: Them, too. The bigger the hell, the better
I feel.

Or...?
Coke or Pepsi?: Coke. Cherry Coke.
Blonde or Brunette?: brunette
Tall or Short?: Tall
Long or Short hair?: No preference
Small or big lips?: small upper lip, full lower
lip.
Fruit or Vegetable?: vegetable
Comedy or chick flick?: dark comedy
Titanic or South Park?: ummm. Neither.
Day or night?: night. I'm a goth. Heh.
Mall or Arcade?: Thank you. Drive through.
Writing/Reading or Sports?: Writing/Reading.
Back away or Stand your ground?: Evaluate the
situation to your best advantage.
Gentle or Rough?: Heh. Both. ;)
Head Band or Bandanna?: Neither.
Piercings or Tattoo's?: Tattoos. Of which I have
many and desire more.

Favorites...
Fruit: cherries
Holiday: Halloween! Duh. :P
Color: grey
Store: Armed and Dangerous. Wasn't I asked this
already?
Music: trip-hop/trance
Band: Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds
Jeans: I don't wear jeans, nor trousers of any
sort.
Shoes: platform patent leather Muro Stash boots
Song: Today it's "Temptation" by New Order
Place: New Orleans
TV Show: anything on the Discovery Channel with
sharks
Movies: Night of the Living Dead, City of Lost
Children, Plunkett and McLean, Johnny Suede,
Cemetary Man
Cartoon: Dexter's Lab, Simpsons
Friend: Silliness. I'd never answer such a
question.
Hair Color: just-dug-myself-out-of-the-grave-and-
boy-howdy-aren't-I-so-damn-goth blue black and
screaming purple

Questions...
Do you think OJ Simpson is guilty of his crime?:
Are we there yet?
What is your say on Gay rights?: I have to go
to the bathroom...
What do you think of the KKK?: Johnny keeps
hitting me!
What do you think of cops?: Daaaad? Are we there
yet?
What is your thought on taxes?: I REALLY have to
go!
What do you think of Eminem, and what exactly makes gays think he's
against them?: No, I can't hold it.
What is your idea of a perfect world?: ...
What do you think of Britney Spears?: What do you
mean Wally World is closed?!

Have you ever watched a porno?:
What do you think of Anti-Depressants?:

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Sometimes, I stare daggers into the back of her
head. Sometimes, I want to jam daggers into the
back of her head.

"When's dinner?"

"An hour and a half."

*tummy rumbles*
"I'm not waiting that long. The Goose is going
to pick me up and we'll get something on our
own."

(fifteen minutes later)
"Dinner's going to be ready in half an hour."

Sweet suffering fuck. I feel like I'm thirteen
again. I need to get out on my own. I feel
so stifled and constricted at times, that it's
just not even laughable any more, like it used
to be.

Problem is, who to live with? And can I do it
on my own again? I suppose that I could, being
as how I lived on my own for almost ten years
in the city. At one point, I supported myself
while only making four hundred dollars a month.
Sure, I didn't like it very much. But, I still
did it.

Now, however, my tastes have gotten richer. I've
grown too used to getting what I want, when I
want. I've grown familar with material pleasures
and have no desire to give them up.

I feel like a kept woman.